this, but Tiffany was not amused. She also was not winning.
So, they met halfway.
Tiffany was the only one to call Evan ‘Evangeline’ or ‘Lina’, and since Evan loved her mother to pieces, she put up with it.
Barely.
If you ever wanted to make a point of being serious or to get her attention, that was the way to go.
“I’ll let that little bit slide since you’re obviously off your rocker today. Have you not talked to Maddy?” she asks.
“No, I talked to Robby earlier. He said that she was going to call me later, but I just assumed it was about something like helping out at the daycare, or coming up with some decorating treats thing for the kids. Why?” I ask, narrowing my eyes in suspicion.
“Well, Maddy was in the store the other day picking up a lamp, I swear she needs a new one every week. Either those kids don’t know how to stay away or her and your brother get crazy wild while they’re going at it.”
My face scrunches with a look.
“Seriously, Evan, I love them, but I do not want to talk about them having sex. That’s my brother.”
“You should be happy your brother has an active and healthy sex life,” she says, like she’s telling me I should be happy that the sun’s shining and not that my brother gets it regularly.
“Can we not, please?” I ask, holding up my hand. “What did Maddy talk to you about?”
“I’m just saying,” she mutters on a shrug, looking at me like I’m the one with the screw loose. “Anyway, apparently your brother’s got this friend from college, I can’t remember his name, but from what Maddy said he’s a total babe and seriously sweet. Since your brother’s taking more control of the business, he talked your dad into letting him bring someone in, help split the load. And he’s coming to dinner tonight.”
She’s finished talking, but I’m still stuck on the fact that Evan knows more about the goings on of my own family than I do.
Then again, with how close our families are, I’m not that surprised.
Moving on.
“Okay. So, what does that have to do with me?" I ask her.
Evan just looks at me like I’m dumb.
Then it hits me.
My head moves back and forth in a negative.
“No. Hell no. Forget it. You two are not setting me up.”
“Oh, Anna, come on. It’s been like a year since Dick. Time to get out there,” she argues.
“I’m out there, but just because I choose not to do anything about being out there doesn’t mean I want, or need, you guys setting me up. You don’t even know the guy,” I shoot back.
“No, I don’t, but Maddy and your brother do. You don’t have to marry the guy or even go out with him. I’m just saying, why not look your best in case your drought meets the rainmaker tonight,” she giggles.
I groan.
“Seriously, Evan? Rainmaker?”
Knowing her, there’s no way she was going to give up, which was precisely the reason Maddy mentioned it to her and procrastinated on telling me. So, like normal, I give in.
“Whatever. I’m not making any promises,” I grumble, fully aware I’ve just agreed to a night full of two girls, whom I love, doing their damnedest to get me loved up.
There’d be pushing, pointing, prodding, nudges, bug eyes, and the like. I already feel like I need to call Robby back and tell him to forget the wine and bring a bottle of tequila instead.
Evan squeals with joy, places her hands on my arms and shoves me out the door towards the bathroom.
“Get your booty in that bathroom, gunk your hair up and blow it out like never before. Don’t bother with the curling iron after, you kind of suck at it. Just use that big round brush you got last week and give a curl to all the ends; easier to touch up that way. And skip the makeup. We’ll handle that when we come back later.”
I move against my will (the girl is freakishly strong for her size) towards the bathroom, and apparently I haven’t moved fast enough because I get a, “Hop to it, bitch”, before I can close the door
So, they met halfway.
Tiffany was the only one to call Evan ‘Evangeline’ or ‘Lina’, and since Evan loved her mother to pieces, she put up with it.
Barely.
If you ever wanted to make a point of being serious or to get her attention, that was the way to go.
“I’ll let that little bit slide since you’re obviously off your rocker today. Have you not talked to Maddy?” she asks.
“No, I talked to Robby earlier. He said that she was going to call me later, but I just assumed it was about something like helping out at the daycare, or coming up with some decorating treats thing for the kids. Why?” I ask, narrowing my eyes in suspicion.
“Well, Maddy was in the store the other day picking up a lamp, I swear she needs a new one every week. Either those kids don’t know how to stay away or her and your brother get crazy wild while they’re going at it.”
My face scrunches with a look.
“Seriously, Evan, I love them, but I do not want to talk about them having sex. That’s my brother.”
“You should be happy your brother has an active and healthy sex life,” she says, like she’s telling me I should be happy that the sun’s shining and not that my brother gets it regularly.
“Can we not, please?” I ask, holding up my hand. “What did Maddy talk to you about?”
“I’m just saying,” she mutters on a shrug, looking at me like I’m the one with the screw loose. “Anyway, apparently your brother’s got this friend from college, I can’t remember his name, but from what Maddy said he’s a total babe and seriously sweet. Since your brother’s taking more control of the business, he talked your dad into letting him bring someone in, help split the load. And he’s coming to dinner tonight.”
She’s finished talking, but I’m still stuck on the fact that Evan knows more about the goings on of my own family than I do.
Then again, with how close our families are, I’m not that surprised.
Moving on.
“Okay. So, what does that have to do with me?" I ask her.
Evan just looks at me like I’m dumb.
Then it hits me.
My head moves back and forth in a negative.
“No. Hell no. Forget it. You two are not setting me up.”
“Oh, Anna, come on. It’s been like a year since Dick. Time to get out there,” she argues.
“I’m out there, but just because I choose not to do anything about being out there doesn’t mean I want, or need, you guys setting me up. You don’t even know the guy,” I shoot back.
“No, I don’t, but Maddy and your brother do. You don’t have to marry the guy or even go out with him. I’m just saying, why not look your best in case your drought meets the rainmaker tonight,” she giggles.
I groan.
“Seriously, Evan? Rainmaker?”
Knowing her, there’s no way she was going to give up, which was precisely the reason Maddy mentioned it to her and procrastinated on telling me. So, like normal, I give in.
“Whatever. I’m not making any promises,” I grumble, fully aware I’ve just agreed to a night full of two girls, whom I love, doing their damnedest to get me loved up.
There’d be pushing, pointing, prodding, nudges, bug eyes, and the like. I already feel like I need to call Robby back and tell him to forget the wine and bring a bottle of tequila instead.
Evan squeals with joy, places her hands on my arms and shoves me out the door towards the bathroom.
“Get your booty in that bathroom, gunk your hair up and blow it out like never before. Don’t bother with the curling iron after, you kind of suck at it. Just use that big round brush you got last week and give a curl to all the ends; easier to touch up that way. And skip the makeup. We’ll handle that when we come back later.”
I move against my will (the girl is freakishly strong for her size) towards the bathroom, and apparently I haven’t moved fast enough because I get a, “Hop to it, bitch”, before I can close the door
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